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Brittany S. Pierce (lostinthesewers) wrote in wariscoming,

"They are pretty confusing. Back home, at least, I had friends who could give directions I could understand." She smiled a little, reminiscing her days at McKinley high school back in Ohio. Brittany always found herself missing the place and the people who had lived there. This was an issue for any of the displaced people in town, she imagined, but knowing that other people were suffering, too, provided little comfort. At least this teacher seemed like a nice person.

"I'm Brittany." She smiled, introducing herself as she walked side by side with Liz. Brittany had fairly good radar when it came to spotting decent people. It was spotting the untrustworthy ones that was difficult. "I'm not very good when it comes to science things." She explained very matter-of-factly. Honestly she wasn't good with very much at school outside of physical education. "Are you from Kansas?" It was the only way she could think of asking if Liz was one of the displaced. She knew that she wasn't supposed to draw very much attention to herself. In this place, after all, her life was a musical television show.